Fake. the new thing.

by SecretMistake   Jul 22, 2007


Fake. The new thing.
She, lying, deceiving, acting immune to the course.
Insisting on pursuing everlasting vain.
*Come here, come here*, so I can push you away again.
Its just the new thing.

Maintain the corruption.
Infinity will bow down, consequence has no meaning.
She imitates her destruction.
*curious girl, curious girl* do you wish to reveal me.
Its just the new thing.

Irritation of instinct.
You, dont fit like a puzzle.
a count of conflict.
*miss perfect, miss perfect* not so perfect now.
She, Bound for truth, you have been revealed.
Its just the same thing.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Marius Laun

    That was incredible. It was deep. It sounded like this was sort of personal experience. It was great.